Jake's breathing quickened as Natalie edged closer to his smother box. She lifted her left leg and knelt seductively on the edge of the lid. Smooth warm thighs, all the way up to the hem of her panties, were now on show, but Jake could do nothing but watch and wait.
The curvy woman slinked closer, watching in delight as Jake and Natalie fixed eyes on each other. She loved how her bar could ignite such lust between lovers, while also allowing her to enter their worlds as disciplinarian and teacher.
She installed strict discipline with her boys as they waited for her to slide them forward into the bar and into the loving embrace of their waiting partners. But she was also a woman who loved a man's touch, and her legs would often brush close to their boxes.
She would read their eyes to see who wanted to play. Nice guys with a lusting look would quickly fall foul of her arbitrary rules and be punished.
A strict schoolmistress frown and she would turn and slowly sit. If they protested, she would just slide them into the bar and the clutches of the cocktail filled girls on the other side of the wall. If not, her cheeks would engulf their faces from which point she was almost impossible to refuse.
*
Jake gazed up helplessly. He had spent most of the afternoon locked in his box, exploring and worshiping Natalie's naked body and the sight of it squeezed back into her short tight dress and towering above him was too much to take. He tensed and thrust his head up against the underside of the smother box, while his arms and legs pushed up against the inside of the metal coffin shaped box that contained the rest of his body.
"Mmm... and how did that work out for you?" the curvy woman asked.
Natalie was now so close that Jake had no choice but to stare up her skirt at the white silk pulling tight between her legs.
"Please let me out," Jake moaned.
"You know I can't release you with Natalie's permission," the woman replied.
"Oh dear, Jakey," Natalie gushed, letting out an endearing giggle, "My body may have a few demands."
"Looks like you'd better meet those demands," the woman smiled, "'Cos in that box you are kind of fucked until someone out here lets you out".
"Sit on me, Nat," Jake moaned, his heart pounding and his lips apart.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and the curvy woman spun on elegantly on her heels, her short skirt bouncing as she stepped away to answer it. Natalie started to ease up her dress, her lust filled body coming out to play, only to freeze as she heard the voice of the new arrival. It was Ben, who was both Natalie's brother and Jake's best friend.
"Quick, I give you my permission to get out!" Natalie hissed, pulling frantically on the lid.
"It's locked. We need the woman's key!" Jake cried.
"Where is it?"
"In her fucking bra, I think!" Jake cried.
"Well then my brother is staring at them right now!"
Natalie jumped back as the woman led her brother into the room. She dropped down on to Jake's smother box and reprimanded him with a 'shush' as he moaned in pain from her clumsy impact. She plunged her head down between her own thighs, peered inside her figure-hugging skirt and grinned at Jake's one uncovered eye as the woman led her brother across the room and into an empty box.
"Just wait here," Natalie whispered to the man between her legs as an elicit thought ran in circles around her head.
"No way, Nat!" Jake shushed.
"He'll never know!"
With her anonymity assured, Natalie couldn't resist tiptoeing across the room, pulling up her dress and dropping down on to her brother's face. In her haste, her butt had hit him with some force, and he also cried out in a muffled moan. Careful to keep his eyes covered, Natalie shifted her weight until his lips could just move against the crotch of her lingerie.
"Rach is that you?" Ben called, unaware that he hadn't yet been slid into the bar.
Natalie's eyebrows raised; she had no idea that Ben was seeing her friend Rachel.
"Rachel?" he croaked again.
Natalie grinned. It was so easy to fool him as, strangely enough, he had never had his sister's panties perched on his face before. Thinking that he was now with Rachel, Ben started to work his lips into her crotch, completely unaware that he was kissing his sister. Natalie had no idea that her brother could be so gentle, and she sat with her unyielding weight pressing down through her curves.
"Rach, you feel amazing," Ben mumbled, "let me kiss you..." he was straining to reach his lips up between her legs and push inside her underwear.
Opps, this was in danger of going too far. It felt good to tease her older sibling, but she wasn't letting Ben inside her pants. She bounced forward, pulled her cheeks apart and eased down trapping his nose and mouth in between her butt.
Ben was disorientated and helpless beneath Natalie, who was quickly becoming an expert on how to tease and torment a guy's face. Natalie knew that trapping his nose and mouth between her cheeks was the ultimate punishment, hidden from sight in an airtight and inescapable cell.
'Oh Ben, what a come down,' Natalie mouthed, 'Stuck between your sister's cheeks.'
